Chapter 10: Flames Spell
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Gwy's POV
Flashes of scenes rapidly entered my consciousness. It came from a shallow ball of light that I always see as a shaman.
These images don't mean a thing to me. They always flash in my mind whenever I am in a deep slumber. But now... everything seems to be connected. I just don't know how it does, but in my recent death moment, I knew this thing would eventually come to me again.
Death.
I gasped for air. The sound of swarming began to hurdle in my ears. But I cannot move. My head is turning to the dim sky.
"G-Grace? Grace, where are you?" I suddenly felt alone. My wolf is nowhere to be found. My tears trickle down my cheeks as I shiver.
That was when I realized I was in the middle of the sea. The sea of blood.
"W-what's happening? What's this? Help! Help!" I cried but to no avail. No one was here.
Suddenly, I felt many hands touching my arms. Now, they found their way to my chin and neck. I tried to swim away but I couldn't. These hands were too strong.
What's happening?
"Let me go! Let go!"
The hands started to subdue me until they pushed me into the sea of blood.
"No! No! Help! Please, somebody! No!!!"
I woke up catching my breath. Beads of sweat trickled on my forehead and temples.
It was just a dream but my whole system was still shivering. I hugged myself and found that I was sleeping inside my room.
"Finally, you're awake! Ms. Hathaway, you need to take a bath now," a woman dressed in a maid uniform came to me with her gentle expression.
"W-who are you?"
"I'm Deena, Miss. I'm assigned to your room. Alpha Devon asked me to take you to the grand jacuzzi."
"Grand jacuzzi?" I repeated awkwardly. "Is that a pool for Flames Spell?"
"P-Pardon, Miss Hathaway?"
I shook my head. "Nevermind! I'll go."
Deena helped me in preparing. She told me that Devon wanted me to appear there with only a towel around my body.
That freaking sexist Alpha is trying to ruin my mood! Will he finally r**e me? But if I decline, Deena will be punished and he will destroy my temple!
"Okay. I need to do something. Perhaps a spell that will stop that sexist from harming me. What could it be?" I asked myself.
"How about the Flames Spell, Gwyneth? Do you still remember how to do it?" Grace asked.
"Flames Spell? The one that needs a pool of water?"
"Yes! You'll be in the grand jacuzzi. It's your chance to do it!"
"Okay! I think I can. Wish me luck, Grace!" I quickly got out of my room and headed to the Grand jacuzzi just at the back of the room.
Deena bid goodbye and left me at the door.
I gulped and breathed deeply. "Okay, Gwy. You can do this. You just have to make the right timing..." After my internal mumbles, I finally opened the door.
I entered the room and stopped as I saw a sexy figure dipped into the subtle but steamy waters of the jacuzzi. His broad and masculine back facing me.
"Close your eyes, Gwy. Damn it! I'm so affected by his sexiness," I internally warned myself.
Fine. I love his back! Oh, how can I put him in so much pain when he's trying to mess up my head?
I loudly cleared my throat and saw him look over his shoulder.
"What took you so long?" he asked, irritated and cold.
"Sorry. I really thought I was gonna die so I pretended to be dead!" I rolled my eyes. How could he be so cold asking me that? It's his fault that I lost consciousness!
He suddenly chuckled. He shifted his body and freely looked at me. His gaze was like fire but it felt so cold down my spine. "Come here..."
I slowly took off my towel and showed him my thin tube and shorts. I climbed down the steel ladder down the steamy water. I slowly waded toward him.
And under the water, I soaked my hand where a Chinese letter was written on my palm.
Flames.
I chanted the spell inside my head and cast it towards the water. I could feel how the letter illuminated under the water. It burned my hand but I was able to withstand it.
"Come closer..." he repeated.
I waded towards him until I was looking up at his handsome face towering over me.
That was when he pulled me closer.
I gasped. My heart raced a million miles. "W-what are you doing?"
"Do you think I wouldn't know what you're doing, priestess?"
"Know what? I don't know what you're talking about..." I looked away but he was too persistent in catching my face. He violently cupped my chin.
"Did you already cast it?"
"Cast what? You're hurting me, Devon!"
He pulled my hand and checked on my palm where I wrote the spell. He checked but the letter was gone already. It means, I already cast a spell into the jacuzzi water.
"So, you cast it already, huh?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, Devon. Will you please just tell me what you want so I can go back to my room?"
He pulled me closer to his body. I even felt his hard erect between my thighs.
Oh, goddess!
"Let's see... we can both feel the spell while we're here, right?"
"Devon, let me go!"
"Tell me... what spell did you cast? Tell me!"
I jumped due to his voice. I whimpered and closed my eyes. "F-Flames..."
"Flames? What will it do to me?"
"I cast it to prevent you from hurting me!" I cried to him.
He grinned and pinned me to the tiled corner. He started to kiss me on my neck. It sent me millions of sparks down to my core.
"D-Devon... please..." I sobbed. I tried to resist him but he was too strong.
"Don't pretend that you don't like it, priestess..." He kissed my neck again. This time, he became passionate and slow.
"D-Devon..."
"Submit to me, my priestess. I don't f*****g care about your spells. All I need is you..." he whispered.
"Devon, this is a sin against the heavens. You must not do this. Please..."
"I don't f*****g care about that. I chose you as my mate. Not even the moon goddess can prevent me from marking you..." He was about to kiss me on my neck when suddenly, his whole body glowed in flames. He grunted loudly and shivered.
"D-Devon? Devon! Oh, my gosh! Devon!" I called him many times but he was submerged in the water. He was struggling too much.
"Grace, help me! How can I stop the Flames Spell?"
"Don't help him, Gwy. Just let him suffer. He won't die. He will just have to endure that pain for 3 days!" Grace told me.
"Grace, this is enough. It has to stop. Please!"
Grace growled. "No! Just let him be."
"Just tell me! Please!"
"Fine! You want to know what will ease the undying flames surrounding him?"
"Grace, please!"
"You have two options, Gwy. Either you wait for three days or you pleasure him."
"W-what?!"
"Didn't you hear me? I said you have to pleasure him. Make him moan. That's it..."
I froze to the ground after hearing Grace's words.
"I-I'll do it..."
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